fringes

got the bangs.
first time since kindergarten, COUNT IT.

sweet child o mine

there is some cd-making or printing machine or SOMETHING in this office that sounds like the first 6 notes of the guitar solo in 'sweet child o' mine.'

boobies

i wish i wore a bra today.

i thought it would be fine this morning when i put on my gray american apparel hand-me-down tshirt from erica. i thought, eh, it's monday. i'm gonna free-boob it. i threw on my new jeans [courtesy of Goodwill], my ripped birkenstocks, and strolled out the door. that was at 9am. now it is 4pm and my shirt has stretched. and, well, i guess it's still fine [i mean really, have you seen these things?] but i am starting to feel like everyone is staring at my chest. this of course is not true. at all. but i feel that it is all of a sudden much more obvious than it was 7 hours ago that i have no support. my shirt could do no wrong this morning, in fact i thought the girls looked rather nice. but after a full day of wear, i am wishing there was a lil more between my flesh and my shirt.

in other news, matt just had his 4th european show with rbf. they played prague and according to matt it was incredible. i'm so glad, because he has been feeling quite sick [sorry...my bad.] and hasn't been able to enjoy these shows as much as he should be. yay for those czechs - thanks for rockin so hard.

i loathe people like you

you were coming out of the whole foods parking lot [confessions of a hypocrite: i do go to whole foods on occasion. but for the most part, the whole foods crowd SUCKS].

i am waiting at the light near said parking lot. i let the car ahead of you get in front of me. CLEARLY this means that you get to cut in, too.

you don't thank me, you don't wave, you don't acknowledge the favor that you forced me into.

all the while, you only have one hand on the wheel as you are using your other hand to eat something out of a small plastic container - perhaps a free sample your oh mighty whole foods bestowed upon you?

you complete your swing out of the parking lot and take your place in front of me. you then THROW your plastic cup OUT the window onto coldwater canyon avenue. i blink. i make an airy grunting noise. because i can't believe you just did that. i can't see you anymore, but you are probably now simultaneously licking your fingers and answering your blackberry. oh, you are also in the middle of an intersection waiting to enter the freeway.

i hate you.

cat lady and a booby trap

muzak and an apology

i'm sorry, me, for not writing anything for the past 3 months [whaaaaaat?]

i came by today just to jot down a note about the girl next to me.
she is listening to what sounds like elevator music.
and i am about to pull someone's hair out.

what to do

someone is looking out for my weekend social life...a little too much.

friday options:
dinner party
planet earth live @ the hollywood bowl
delta spirit @ the el rey
avett brothers @ ucla
dodgers game

saturday options:
planet earth @ the bowl
amy regan @ hotel cafe
backpacking in mineral king

SERIOUSLY???
YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE ME CHOOSE BETWEEN ALL OF THESE THINGS?!!